This is a song about "Too much swag"

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

So much hate know it's too late

I ain't gone judge

Maybe we cared too much

Too much on my plate joseph fuck you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Too much greatness, you couldn't even grasp it

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

But now its gone too far fame brought too much ego

Lv on my luggage

I feel they praisin too much

Dammit i have too much skill

As i light one for ill will